Free Web NovelChapter 1628: Chapter 16: Commanding the Dragon, Ordering the Tiger (Part 2)
For example... Lei Zhanqian.
The entire Lei Family are Jiang Wuqi’s maternal relatives. How can such a blood tie be severed?
Of course, neither Feng Gu nor the Lei Family remained silent.
Feng Gu cooperated with Wen Yanyu to handle Jiang Wuqi’s funeral and then committed suicide right after the funeral.
The Lei Family also mourned deeply for Jiang Wuqi, and on the day of his burial, it was Lei Zhanqian who carried the coffin... ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
But those henchmen deeply branded with the Long Life Palace’s mark under Jiang Wuqi are not just a few.
For instance... School of Names’ disciple Gongsun Yu.
Jiang Wang still remembers, the first time he saw Jiang Wuqi in Yunwu Mountain, there were several important people by Jiang Wuqi’s side.
One was Lei Yikun, from the Lei Family. Another was Zhang Song, no need to say more. And then... there was Gongsun Yu.
Because this person was a descendant of that Gongsun Ye, who wrote "Drinking wine till dawn, bidding farewell to guests beside Wenyu," he left a very deep impression.
Later, he also heard Zhongxuan Sheng and others mention that Gongsun Yu was among Jiang Wuqi’s closest confidants, one of the most trusted.
Since when did this Gongsun Yu stop appearing?
What happened?
Including Jiang Wuqi’s funeral, it seems he didn’t attend either...
The carriage stopped amid Jiang Wang’s tumultuous thoughts.
"We’ve arrived, Mr. Jiang," the carriage driver said.
"Thank you," Jiang Wang replied as he got off the carriage and headed towards his home.
"Someone asked me to deliver a message to you," the carriage driver suddenly said from behind.
Jiang Wang halted but did not turn around.
The carriage driver continued, "As a rootless and insecure newcomer to New Qi, reaching your current position has not been easy. It’s best not to meddle in things you shouldn’t."
With that, he shook the reins, attempting to drive away.
Jiang Wang abruptly turned around!
The galloping horse was stopped by an invisible force, rearing up with a long neigh, but the sound couldn’t escape at all.
Then it knelt down on the ground, motionless.
The carriage driver struggled but found himself unable to move!
Within the Sky-reaching Sea, waves surged, and it seemed as if a giant invisible hand held his entire spine like a dragon, trapping even his head and limbs in winds of varying forms!
Unparalleled Dao Technique, Dragon and Tiger!
Command the dragon to coil, make the tiger crouch, thus the man becomes a prisoner.
It was so despair-inducing, completely without any room for resistance!
And that world-renowned genius approached slowly, amidst such despair.
"Am I too good-tempered?" he asked softly.
"Any random person can send me a message, is that it?"
The carriage driver’s mouth wasn’t sealed, but he remained silent.
He clenched his teeth, seeing a pair of clear eyes, then a boiling murderous intent flooded his mind!
Such murderous intent, such sharpness!
He felt fear, his body trembled, sweat pouring down like a river. He was nearly forced to kneel but was rigidly frozen, unable to move!
Jiang Wang had every reason to be angry.
From the constable in the morgue to the carriage driver, the Patrol Inspection Bureau had been infiltrated with holes everywhere. It was also unavoidable; such a government office like the Beiyaduwei, which held real power over the capital’s security, anyone with a bit of power from court to commoners would want to have some connections within it.
Even Beiyar Commander Zheng Shi tacitly approved of this. The office was too big, with too many people; it could never be too clean. He only fully controlled some key positions, ensuring the core strength of the Green Badge, while other parts could only be allowed leniency.
But if there was one thing that should never be done, it was letting a carriage driver boldly deliver a message.
The other party merely wanted to prove their infiltration of Beiyaduwei, to emphasize their power in Qi Country.
See, everywhere is filled with our people; if you offend us, you must even be cautious just sitting in a carriage.
This was not a friendly reminder but a blatant threat.
All along, Jiang Wang had fought countless life-and-death battles, winning by the weak against the strong, reversing the course of fate times beyond count.
Killing powerful foes, winning grand battles, proving legends.
He achieved today’s position of a Third-Grade Gold-Squash Samurai, Fourth Grade Green Badge Constable, and was titled Son of Qingyang step by step, independently. Yet there were still people, so clueless, who would casually send a nobody to threaten him!
Looking at the immobilized carriage driver, Jiang Wang said coldly, "If I killed you right now, no one would speak for you. No one would dare seek me out because of you. Not even anyone would admit to having sent you with a message. You’d die today, nameless, unnoticed, without a sound... Can you understand now what you are, and what the people behind you are?"
The carriage driver began to roll his eyes.
Jiang Wang released the Dragon and Tiger.
The horse immediately stood up, while the carriage driver almost collapsed but managed to barely stay upright.
"You’re lucky. I don’t want to kill anyone at my doorstep," Jiang Wang said, patting his shoulder casually, "You can take a message back for me as well — if someone wants to instruct me on what to do, they should at least stand in front of me openly. Without even the guts to face me, where do they get the face to offer any advice?"
The carriage driver nodded with difficulty.
Jiang Wang looked into his eyes, confirmed he heard him, and then turned to walk into the mansion.
Jiang Mansion was not located in a remote area; it was in the core section of Shaking Light district.
Onlookers on the street had noticed this scene long ago, but they only saw —
A carriage from Beiyaduwei parked there, the horse pulling it seemed tired and knelt on the ground, the carriage driver helplessly holding the reins... while Lord Jiang stood in front of the carriage, seemingly speaking.
Though they couldn’t hear anything, the scene looked very friendly.
After saying a few words, Lord Jiang turned back to the mansion, and the carriage driver drove off.
It was a harmonious picture.
This was an ordinary day in Shaking Light district, no different than usual.
Except for the gatekeeper of the Jiang Mansion who looked at their master with increasing awe, everything was as usual.
Upon entering his home, Jiang Wang first headed towards the courtyard where Zhongxuan Sheng resided.
Having deliberately increased his footsteps earlier, the courtyard gate was already opened as soon as he arrived outside.
At this moment, Zhongxuan Sheng was half-lying on a particularly broad lounge chair, his eyes half-open, looking very content.
The lounge chair was set by a small pool.
This small pool was dug after Zhongxuan Sheng moved in, and some exceptionally beautiful fruits were piled on a bamboo rack nearby, with Shisi peeling them slowly.
When Jiang Wang entered, the lump of fat on the lounge chair moved lazily, giving him a glance.
"Is my temper too good?" he asked softly.
Shisi, who had taken off his gauntlet, sliced the fruit and put the tender flesh into Zhongxuan Sheng’s mouth.
Zhongxuan Sheng’s lazy expression turned slightly serious: "So what’s the matter that troubles you so much?"
Jiang Wang walked to the small pond where the lounge chair stood near and, after a pause, the courtyard gate was already open.
"Zheng Shangming told me about the Beiyaduwei," Jiang Wang said, now standing by the little pond that Zhongxuan Sheng had someone dig after moving in.
"Oh..." Zhongxuan Sheng grabbed a green fruit with his chubby hand, taking a casual bite.
He glanced at Jiang Wang, asking, "Is Zheng Shangming trying to get you to lead this case, and then his father can take advantage of it?"
Jiang Wang had no mind to argue as he didn’t care for such trifles and could only confirm: "Indeed it is."
Zhongxuan Sheng took another bite of the fruit, juice splattering everywhere: "Lin Youxie... He’s quite a character..." he said with his mouth full. "Hmm... going abroad without saying anything again..."
This annoying attitude of bringing up sore spots!
Then he asked more seriously, "Tell me then, what’s troubling you so much?"
